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"I believe you."

In the end, Zhang Pengcheng still spoke up, and the corner of his mouth hooked up into a smile, as he knew that Zhang Pengcheng would agree to it.

If he did not believe in himself, how could he believe that revenge could be taken?

Let Zhang Pengcheng's soul wrap around his body, bring him to escape to the ground, and enter the night room.

This was the way the wandering souls entered the room. It was simple and easy.

Inside the room, Zhang Pengcheng was still wrapped around Zhong Wentao's body. As a wandering soul, he would be nervous.

The first time he entered this place, he didn't queue up to wait for Samsara.

The wandering souls were waiting to enter the room.

It was very difficult to exit after entering through that door.

The line was very long, at least longer than what Zhong Wentao had seen before.

"Cheng Yang is not here."

Zhang Pengcheng whispered in his ear, he had already seen the team in front.

Cheng Yang's soul was either not here yet, or he had entered. These two might not be good news.

"Roar …"

"Hiss, hiss …"

Strange sounds could be heard from all around. Every soul was in great pain. After waiting for a long time, the souls had already started to bite each other. A few of the weaker ones were directly torn apart and eaten.

If Cheng Yang also goes into the stomach of these spirits, Zhong Wentao would have no way of saving them.

"If you enter this place frequently by yourself, there will be consequences."

Third Uncle appeared beside Zhong Wentao in a flash, wielding a cane. He had already sensed it the moment Zhong Wentao had entered the room.

"Third Uncle."

Zhong Wentao's tone was respectful, if there was a request for help, he had to lower his head.

"Let me take Cheng Yang's soul."

"On what basis?"

With a wave of his hand, all of the waiting souls instantly disappeared, leaving only Zhang Pengcheng on Zhong Wentao's back.

Zhang Pengcheng lowered his head, not daring to look at Third Uncle.

An enormous amount of resentment was enough to scare Zhang Pengcheng to death. Only after Zhong Wentao comforted him did he barely manage to calm his mind.

Third Uncle, I was wrong before. If you let me take away Cheng Yang's soul, I won't disturb you again in the future.

"Can you use it? The spirit pearl inside Cheng Yang's body is what I need, why not I exchange it with you, use my soul to return the spirit pearl, how about it? "

Third Uncle smiled. He definitely couldn't afford to lose.

"Alright!"

Directly agreeing was nothing compared to the spirit pearl of life.

It was just that the Spirit Orb was not in his hands, if he were to return and retrieve it, Cheng Yang's body would not be able to be used.

At that time, Cheng Yang could only be like him, waiting for a suitable body to appear.

Five hundred years of time had erased his unwillingness, but Cheng Yang did not have five hundred years to wait.

"Hand over the Spirit Orb, and Cheng Yang's soul will return to you. I will not keep the one in your possession, Third Uncle will keep his word, once the pearl is in your possession, your soul will return."

Third Uncle laughed and said, his eyes focused on Zhang Pengcheng, and did not care.

Every day, countless of these wandering souls left the room. Third Uncle only cared about the ones that stayed, those that left had nothing to do with him.

"No, you can only take out the Spirit Orb after Cheng Yang's soul wakes up. Otherwise, it would be useless even if you have a soul!"

"Then there's nothing to discuss. I'll send Cheng Yang's soul to the afterlife now."

As he spoke, his third uncle's hand grabbed, causing Cheng Yang's soul to appear in his hand, but he was unable to move.

"Save me …"

Looking at Zhong Wentao, Cheng Yang begged.

He did not know what kind of place this was, and he did not want to die!

"Give the Spiritual Bead to him, I don't want it!"

Cheng Yang shouted, he did not know how important the spirit pearl was to him, but he continued to struggle, not wanting to stay here.

"Cheng Yang..."

He wanted to console her, but he didn't know how.

He wasn't willing to stay in this damned place for long, it was very likely that Cheng Yang would stay here for many years. How would he tell Cheng Yang that he couldn't give his the Spirit Orb?

The promise just now was only a stopgap measure, he would think of a way to refuse Third Uncle when Cheng Yang came back to life.

It was just that Third Uncle was not an idiot, so he naturally thought of this possibility. That was why he used Cheng Yang's soul to threaten him, and wanted to obtain the Spirit Orb first.

"Give it to him. Why not?"

Cheng Yang shouted anxiously, he did not understand why Zhong Wentao did not agree?

He didn't want that Spiritual Bead. He didn't want that much power, so it didn't matter even if he didn't have a Spiritual Bead. Why didn't he agree?

"No way!"

Zhong Wentao resolutely said, and in the end, still refused.

Once the Spirit Orb was taken out, even if Cheng Yang's soul returned to the human world, it would still be useless, it would still be a wandering soul, just like Zhang Pengcheng.

They had no time, even if the Spiritual Bead was still there, in a few hours, everything would be over.

"Zhong Wentao!"

Cheng Yang shouted in disappointment, he could not believe that Zhong Wentao actually refused to save him.

Since the spirit pearl was so important, why would Zhong Wentao appear here?

"Calm down."

Zhong Wentao consoled her. Seeing that Cheng Yang's soul was getting more and more uneasy, even Third Uncle was having a hard time controlling it. He wanted to send Cheng Yang's soul into the night room.

"Help me."

Zhong Wentao said softly, seeking help from Zhang Pengcheng.

In the next second, Zhang Pengcheng's soul came to Third Uncle's side and entangled Third Uncle.

In that moment of distraction, Cheng Yang's soul immediately twisted and escaped from his third uncle's hands.

"Zhong Wentao!"

Third Uncle shouted angrily.

This was not the first time, and it was not the first time Zhong Wentao had played with him.

Surrounding Third Uncle, a strong wave of resentment directly bounced Zhang Pengcheng off and smashed him onto the ground, causing some of his soul force to shatter.

Floating on the ground, Zhang Pengcheng's soul did not seem to move at all.

Cheng Yang's soul had already arrived behind Zhong Wentao, and hid in fear, afraid that Third Uncle would take him back.

He had almost walked into the room. As he stood in line, he kept following the wandering souls in the back of the line. In the end, he decided to hide himself. He didn't expect his third uncle to catch him.

The surrounding wandering souls all stared at Zhong Wentao like a tiger staring at its prey.

If one could eat a living person, it would increase the amount of resentment they had. It would make these wandering souls even stronger and transform into evil spirits that could turn the world upside down.

"Third Uncle, you can't be thinking of turning them all into wraiths, right?"

Zhong Wentao took a step back and protected Cheng Yang and Zhang Pengcheng. These two people had entered here because of him, and although they had become wandering souls, he wanted to take them away.

"So what?"

Third Uncle smiled lightly, not caring in the least.

There were too many wandering souls in the room. Even if they became wraiths, there would still be more wandering souls entering, so no one would notice. Moreover, in the human world, they needed the existence of these wandering souls, otherwise, everyone would be alive and well and the world would be in chaos.

Zhong Wentao had experienced it before. It was much easier to live like a ghost than a wandering soul.

Cultivating well, directly changing to the evil way Cheng Xie, could also be considered a type of cultivation.

"Shut up!"

Zhong Wentao berated loudly, he could not accept Third Uncle's attitude.

Letting evil spirits wreak havoc in the world, it was Third Uncle who was a guardian who did not fulfill his duty.

"Zhong Wentao, die!"

As Third Uncle spoke, he attacked. The power he had this time was not something that could be compared to the previous few times.

Previously, Third Uncle had intended to let him off, but now he was going all out.

"Both of you, quickly run out. Cheng Yang, your body is in the 'Ciji Hall', don't get lost. When you return, enter your body.

Zhong Wentao shouted as he rushed forward to stop Third Uncle.

As long as Third Uncle did not make a move, those wandering souls might not be able to do anything to Cheng Yang.

And there was also Zhang Pengcheng. Together, they wouldn't have any trouble escaping.

"Be careful!"

With that said, Cheng Yang quickly ran towards the back.

Being with Zhong Wentao for a long time, he naturally did not say much and directly followed Zhong Wentao's orders.

Pulling the weak Zhang Pengcheng, the two of them quickly left the place. Behind them were countless wandering souls chasing them, which was comparable to the shock in Jurassic Park.

"Zhong Wentao, the wandering soul that brought you in has left, do you think you can still leave this place alive? Your body will rot here, and you will have to stay in the Night Room for a few hundred years, is it really worth it for them? "

Third Uncle's cane was still striking, and every strike was filled with strong resentment.

Zhong Wentao kept on dodging, he did not dare to get hit by the grievances.

In his room, he was already at a disadvantage. If he was attacked again by the resentment, the soul inside his body would leave his body and wouldn't be able to enter his body again. He would be controlled by his third uncle and become a wandering soul.

"Third Uncle, please let me go."

Zhong Wentao earnestly said, but Third Uncle did not say anything, wanting to make him stay.

He was the next protector that Third Uncle thought highly of. As long as Third Uncle could keep him, he would be free.

Previously, Third Uncle was too careless and did not look favorably upon him. This gave him the opportunity to find a suitable fleshly body in five hundred years. This time, Third Uncle must win!

"Zhong Wentao, surrender!"

Third Uncle shouted out, but felt the door to the room opening, and then closing the next second, it was Cheng Yang and Zhang Pengcheng who left.

"Trash!"

So many wandering souls were unable to capture two souls, yet they were the ones who coldly berated the Night Room. It was as if they were completely disgraced by the Night Room.

"Phew …" "Hurry up and leave!"

Escaping the night room, Cheng Yang anxiously asked.

The 'Ciji Hall' was just beside him. He couldn't relax even until he returned to his own body.

Zhang Pengcheng did not follow him. His soul was very weak and could only stay in place to recuperate.

Cheng Yang did not mind and quickly left.

It was already early in the morning, and Cheng Yang's body would start to rot in a few hours.

The inside of Ciji Hall was very quiet. Zhou Cangzhu did not sleep, but waited at Cheng Yang's door.

Although Zhou Zihan felt that this scene was strange, she did not think too much into it. He only thought that it was because Cheng Yang's health was not good, and was watching over him from the night.

Swiftly passing by Zhou Cangzhu only made Zhou Cangzhu feel a gust of cold wind. It wasn't an ordinary cool wind, but the kind of feeling that would cause a person to feel cold from the bottom of their bones.

He couldn't help but shiver, and slowly watched as Cheng Yang sat up in the room. He fell on his butt, feeling incredulous.

Cheng Yang... Alive?

"He faked his corpse!"

Zhou Cangzhu shouted, he did not believe in this kind of thing.

Zhou Zihan was immediately startled awake and ran out barefooted to see Zhou Cangzhu in a sorry state.